Little Buddies

Fuzzy and warm,

they sleep on my bed.

Floppy ears and gentle eyes,

they find a way to clear my head.

Feet with tiny pads,

begging me for a caress.

As my hand cups there little heads,

pure happiness floods my chest.

Reviews

[Adam Adams]

Liked the rhythmic fluent that you've come up with. I believe, your title's way captivating that speaks the whole poetry you bleed in. Great job.

[Dana Ferguson]

Thank you :)